Bed of Roses - Acoustic Chill Out

Sitting here wasted and wounded

At this old piano

Trying hard to capture

The moment this morning I don’t know

'Cause a bottle of vodka

Still lodged in my head

And some blonde gave me nightmares

Think that she’s still in my bed

As I dream about movies

They won’t make of me when I’m dead

With an ironclad fist I wake up

And French kiss the morning

While some marching band keeps

It’s own beat in my head

While we’re talking

About all of the things that I long to believe

About love and truth

What you mean to me

And the truth is baby you’re all that I need

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses

For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails

Oh, I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down on bed of roses

Well I’m so far away

Step that I takes on my way home

A king’s ransom in dimes give each night

To see through this payphone

Still I run out of time

Or it’s hard to get through

Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you

I just close my eyes and whisper

Baby blind love is true

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses

For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails

Oh, I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down on the bed of roses

Well this hotel bar’s hangover whiskey’s gone dry

The barkeeper’s wig’s crooked and

She’s giving me the eye

Well I might have said yeah

But I laughed so hard I think I died

Ooh yeah

Now as you close your eyes

Know I’ll be thinking about you

While my mistress she calls me

To stand in her spotlight again

Tonight won’t be alone

To know that don’t

Mean I’m not lonely I’ve got nothing to prove

For it’s you that I’d die to defend

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses

For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails

Oh, I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses

For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails

I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down on bed of roses